Gawd, imagine if the clinic showed up with the new baby saying “Sorry, we need to swap that one there out with this kid”?

Yeah, all the legal mess of surrogacy without the contract to define it.

Also, where the hell did their embryos go? Did they just stay in storage? Did another couple end up carrying their twins? I would assume they would want any potential biological children themselves if they’re out there in some terrible swapped in…

Right?  Like, am I really supposed to be believe that they got the paperwork right this time?  

Congratulations!  That’s crazy, buy hopefully it’s worked out well.  

Oh sweet baby Jesus, that’s nightmare fuel.  And completely possible. 

Yep. My office tried to enforce some idiotic policy where if you saw someone tailgate through an entrance you had to ask them to present their badge. First of all, “Doorman” is not part of my job description. Secondly, I’m not going to put myself in a situation where I’m accused of profiling anybody. My company makes…

The douchebag dad insists that this could be over if the potential thug simply gave him the name of his friend, a proposition to which Michel responds by informing the Yacubian cop-caller: “I don’t have to tell you shit,” which coincidentally, is a direct quote from the first draft of the Declaration of Independence.

“I didn’t know PTSD made you racist.”

I’ve always lived in apartment buildings and it has never occurred to me to ever question someone who walks in as I’m walking out. My mother also taught me how to mind my business so there’s that. 

I once saw two kids shame their father* into moving out of a handicapped parking space by saying “DADDY YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO PARK THERE” in their outside voices (they were outside, after all) and pointing out all the other parking spaces available. “PARK IN THAT ONE.” He initially tried to shush them but that didn’t…

Yeah, he works for YouTube and his name is Christopher Cukor. He’s shut down all his social media.

When your toddler has to be the one to tell you the difference between right and wrong it’s time to seriously reevaluate your life.

Bootlickers are already jumping to Callbox Carl’s defense by saying that because his father was murdered in his driveway by an intruder in 2013, that he has PTSD and is afraid of a tragedy like that occuring again.

At least the kid isn’t a douchbag...

This dumbass is so cocksure that this man is a threat, THAT HE PUTS HIS OWN CHILD IN “DANGER” TO PROVE A POINT?!

As the former Dayman I agree with my enemy the Nightman.

And then when they are there picking up their surprise baby, the meet the other people who also got the call. So your kids are womb twins, but unrelated. Haha what?

I am pretty sure I would want a DNA swab to make sure everyone had it right, because I wouldn’t want to bond with the child only for them to be like HAHAH…

Classic seagull—roll around in some food, play the martyr, get a free spa day out of it. Assholes, I tell you.

This is not what they mean when they say to pre marinade your bird for better flavor.

It’s butter chicken, not butter seagull, you instapot fanatic.